For two weeks I've had this hankering for anchovies. I can't explain it. I always hated anchovies but I had this serious drive to consume those salty, oily little fishes. I also hate eating sardines. Kippered herring is great but those sardines and anchovies are enough to make me hurl. But have em, I gotta do, so I got a 2 oz. can and tonight I decided to do it with a little rum chaser.
Oh my god... As soon as I opened the can I knew I was making a big mistake. The smell was turning my stomach but I was past the point of no return. I pulled out a slimy little anchovy from the can and ate it. It was fuckin gross but I couldn't stop now. I ate another, and another, until the can was nothing but oil.
I had this crap anchovy oil on my hands and desk and immediately washed it off and drank a glass of rum. I can still taste the anchovies.
I figure my body needed whatever is in anchovies and rather than fight it, I went with it. Ya gotta follow your appetites. For what it's worth, I feel lots better than I did, so I must be doing something right.
Next time I get an appetite hankering I hope it's for something like bananas or mangoes, or something I can deal with.
Saturday, January 11, 2020
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